The Song of Fate

Sing, sing
The melody rings.
Bring, Bring
A tune with wings.

Hear, hear
The sound is near.
Listen, listen
Angels glisten.

Sigh, Sigh
The dawn will cry.
Fly, fly
Touch the sky.

Breathe, breathe
Never cease.
Haste, haste
Time will waste.

Love, love
Flight of a dove.
Wait, wait
The song of fate.

Copyright © 2001 by Shana Wilson

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